It’s been 7 days since I got PRK in my left eye. All i can say is wow!! what a difference a good doctor makes and holy shit i can see, the pain is almost gone and i don’t feel like sueing anyone.
Having had both lasik and PRK i feel i can expertly relate both experiences to you. Read more »
i’m sure i dont need to remind you that i go to my lasik doctor every 3-6 weeks. Hmm well on my last visit i walk into that shitbox and it’s like a ghost town. i was thrilled because i didn’t have to sit right up next to any mouth breathers in the waiting room. nor were there any screaming kids with rotting teeth and deaf parents. yay! Read more »
i know i’ve told you this one thousand times but i will say it again: I HATE MY FUCKING LASIK DOCTORS. yes, i went back to the dildo squad today and they did their usual bullshit routine and said “The eye needs to heal, come back in 6-8 weeks.”
i want to cry but i told myself i shed my last tear over their nonsense, so i’m holding it in. fuck. fuck. fuck.
ok.
in other deteriorating body news, i got the stitches in my face out. the nurse said my face gash looked awesome and it was going to heal beautifully. She took a picture of it with a digital camera and showed it to me. I thought it looked like shit. She said i was awfully young to be getting skin cancer. i said: mmm, not really. then she said: How old are you? I said: 34. She said: “Oh my goodness, 
i thought you were in your early twenties!” then i punched her in the face.
ok. kidding about the punching part. she was probably the nicest person i have encountered in 5 years. i just feel rotten right now.
im not the only one in the house that feels miserable. my poor little pug has an ear infection. this is a picture of her in the snow. she’s a very cute pug. she’s so loyal and affectionate. i hate it when she feels bad :(
every time i close my eyes i imagine slitting my wrists.
wow i feel so much better today. i didnt stay in bed at all, i actually got up and stayed up and didnt slip into a coma at any point. i havent gone a full day like this in weeks! and not one suicidal thought. not one slit wrist fantasy. dreams really do come true.
um yeah so the latest Lasik appointment was a total bust. but i dont care anymore; i’ve accepted the fact that my vision is fucked and i can live with it. they told me to come back in 6-8 weeks. the stupid surgeon had her stupid baby. and she’s supposed to come back in 6-8 weeks. get it? thats all i know. what happens when i return with the same eyesight i’ve had for every visit, i dont know. dr. dickwad gives me no information and only gets pissy when i ask questions so i just roll with it. i’m hoping to pick up braille soon.
i finally finally got a new psychologist. dr. schnitzel. or strudel or somesuch pastry sounding name. i havent actually met her, the 1st appt is on tuesday. sweet satanic verses this shit never works out. i never feel better but for some reason i always feel hopeful when i get a new doctor. THIS WILL BE THE ONE! i scream aloud twirling in a pink flared skirt, around and around in a field of wildflowers and soft wheat. For a completely hopeless person i am insanely optimistic about these things. i hope shes not some religious cunt that bakes in a tanning bed and whitens her teeth and has 3 crowns stored in her childhood bedroom at her parent’s house. please god please.
today was a delight but saturday was horrid. i was hung over and thirsty and i dont know i guess all my pill power drained out with the urine. i was ready to die a thousand times over. but that was then.
:)
tomorrow i go to the nazi lazik center again. absolutely positively fucking dreading that shit. i hope i have wonderous news to post tomorrow after the visit. funny, right? Maybe I should make an effort to look presentable for the doctors. maybe they think i’m an orphan and homeless and so they dont take me seriously. Maybe if i go in there smelling of expensive perfume and pressed clothing i’ll charm them all and they will decide to pay attention to my failing eyesite. or maybe i need to take a roofie and go to bed. Read more »
